Ernest Hemingway Quotes

I would take vouchers, do sums in my head just to get some eggs and bread or a tin of cheap Irish stew. I'd be starving and want two tins but couldn't afford it. The poorer you are the hungrier you feel.

The next summer, 1794, corn grew dear, and distress began in our land.

You can't brace yourself for famine if you've never known hunger.

Hunger has always been more or less at my elbow when I played, but now I began to wake up at night to find hunger standing at my bedside, staring at my gauntly.

I know exactly what it's like to not have a penny. I know exactly what it's like trying to get a job. I know exactly what it's like having bloody one tin of Ambrosia left in the cupboard. But I know I can survive.

When people are hungry, when a mother or father is facing a child that they can't feed, you can't ask that family to lay down their arms.

There were days when my father didn't have money for food, and we slept hoping the next day something could be got from work.

In 1843, everybody was hungry, unemployed, and conditions were very bad.

I have stopped at farm after farm where lean, underfed women and sickly men repeated again and again the same story—little food and no opportunity to get more.

No one has starved.

Famine seems to be the last, the most dreadful resource of nature.

On my way back to Missouri I stopped in St Louis and I saw my first bread line – 200 starving men forming a gray line as they waited for food. The sight of them disturbed me.

If Victual should prove scarce, as we have not Goods or Money for any Value to send out for Corns [food grains like wheat]; so only a part of the People could be maintained: The better part would have Bread, but the more necessary part, the Laboring Men would be forced to leave the Country, or to starve in it.

The misery of the people here is very great, the beggars innumerable and increasing everyday…One half of the people in Ireland eat neither bread nor flesh for one half of the year, nor wear Shoes or Stockings; your Hogs in England and Essex Calves lie and live better than they.

Hunger is a bad adviser.

The awful phantom of the hungry poor.

Sire, have pity on the Spanish infantry, which, for lack of pay and out of sheer starvation, is scouring the low country round, plundering the peasantry in mere need of food. These disorders I cannot repress, much less can I punish them, for necessity has no law.

The whole district seemed swept of food and a third of the population would be without food at Christmas, two thirds starving before February and by May 1848, there would be a total starvation.

I used to fill my stomach with water because I didn't have money to pay for food.

There were times when I couldn't even buy a loaf of bread.

A lot of times I went to sleep hungry, and not because I was cutting weight for a fight.

I was living on a loaf of bread a week.

Hunger can bring out the worst in us.

There are children in Africa, starving to death, and you don't hear them whinging.

Hot Potato is a very different game when the people playing are starving.